Facing his sister, who had mid-way joined the 'enemy' camp, Yang Feilong felt outnumbered.
Yang Feilong lowered his head, assuming a posture of being ready to be scolded, and sighed, "Not many, only about seventy or eighty."
"Not many? Only seventy or eighty?" The couple, along with their precious daughter, stared at Yang Feilong, dumbfounded.
Yang Qingqing looked at her brother as if he were a faithless lover, biting into her dumplings as if she were biting into his flesh.
It was as if she wanted to devour her brother bit by bit, to see if he would still be so promiscuous.
He had only been out of the mountains for how long? And already he had seventy or eighty? If this continued, in ten or eight years, would he be gathering a hundred and eight heroes? Oh no, a hundred and eight female warriors!
"Son, do you have a different understanding of the word 'not many'?" Yang Shan looked at his son with a complex expression and sighed softly, "Son, you don't have to be so extravagant even if you have money, do you?"
I can't even handle one, how do you manage over ten?
"If this is not a lot, then what constitutes a lot?" Li Jingyun also chimed in, "Also, these ten-plus don't mind you having so many girlfriends? And if their parents found out, wouldn't they gang up on you and beat you up?"
Hearing his parents' words, Yang Feilong broke out in a sweat. After carefully choosing his words, he said, "Well, it's not that I have money and am being extravagant. Except for a few, most of my girlfriends are from wealthy families. Some have assets worth hundreds of billions, and the lowest are worth tens of billions."
As soon as this was said.
The couple was even more stunned. The lowest tens of billions, the highest hundreds of billions? And they had all taken a fancy to their own son? How outstanding must their son be!
"So many good families have taken a liking to you? And they don't mind each other?" Yang Shan looked at Yang Feilong with a complex expression.
"Yes!" Yang Feilong nodded.
"Are their parents also very satisfied with you?" Li Jingyun interjected.
"Yes!" Yang Feilong nodded. "We don't mind that I have other girlfriends."
"Son, don't tell me you're only this rich because you're living off women!" Yang Shan looked at Yang Feilong with concern.
"Son, if you owe them money, we'll sell everything we have to repay it!" Li Jingyun also said, her expression firm. "We don't need to live in luxury. As long as you and your sister can live a normal, peaceful, and happy life, we'll be satisfied!"
"That's right!" Yang Shan nodded. "You don't have to sell your body."
Yang Feilong was a bit bewildered by his parents' words.
Why did this sound so strange?
Pfft!
At this moment, Yang Qingqing couldn't help but laugh.
"What are you laughing at?" Yang Shan shot his daughter an unhappy look.
"Your brother has sold his body, and you're still laughing? Have you no conscience!" Li Jingyun said angrily.
"Mom and Dad, you'll make me die of laughter. Do you think the daughters of those wealthy families are ugly?" Yang Qingqing was amused.
"Aren't they?" The couple said in unison. "If they're not ugly, why would they not mind knowing your brother has other girlfriends?"
Yang Feilong understood something at this moment and was speechless.
"Don't you trust my brother's taste? Most of his girlfriends are prettier than me, and the less attractive ones are about the same," Yang Qingqing sighed and said, "The reason my brother has so many girlfriends is because he's exceptionally outstanding!"
"Really?" The couple couldn't help but stare, looking at each other in disbelief that their daughter was telling the truth!
"It's true," Yang Feilong said at this moment.
Since this matter should be known to his parents, and the timing was quite suitable.
"Since they all know about each other, and their parents don't have any objections, if we were to have objections, it would seem overly sentimental!" Li Jingyun sighed.
"Yes!" Yang Shan echoed with a nod.
The couple then couldn't help but glance at their daughter, then at each other, sensing the bitterness in each other's eyes.
In this case, how could they let their daughter marry their son?
Other parents might not care, but they couldn't help but care. After all, their son had too many girlfriends, already over a dozen. If this wasn't controlled, how many would there be in the future!
"If your birth mother knew, she would probably be very pleased!" Yang Shan looked at Yang Feilong and couldn't help but sigh.
"Yang Shan!" Li Jingyun's expression suddenly changed, and she called out.
"Ah, let's drink, let's drink." A flicker of panic crossed Yang Shan's eyes, and he quickly drank, trying to mask his flustered expression.
However, at this moment, both Yang Feilong and Yang Qingqing noticed something was wrong with their parents.
"Dad, what's wrong with Mom?" Yang Feilong asked in a deep voice.
"I'm fine! See, everything's alright?" Li Jingyun said with a forced laugh, but her smile was somewhat unnatural.
"Mom, you know what I mean," Yang Feilong said seriously.
"This..." Li Jingyun gritted her teeth.
"It's my fault," Yang Shan said helplessly. "Besides, it's only a few months before Feilong turns twenty. It's probably fine to know a little earlier, isn't it?"
"Fine, since your father accidentally let it slip, there's no harm in telling you in advance," Li Jingyun also sighed.
Hearing his parents' words, Yang Feilong held his breath. Before, he had always thought he was abandoned by his parents and sent to an orphanage, then adopted by his current parents. He had always believed it and never investigated.
Now, it seemed not to be the case?
"Do you know my brother's birth parents?" Yang Qingqing blinked her eyes and asked curiously.
"You go first!" Yang Shan took out a cigarette, lit it, and said to Li Jingyun.
Li Jingyun usually didn't allow Yang Shan to smoke indoors, but she didn't mind at this moment and sighed, saying, "Feilong, we never met your biological father, but we did meet your biological mother."
"You met my birth mother? Then why did she abandon me? Was it because my constitution was too weak, and I was a burden to her?" Yang Feilong's voice was somewhat suppressed. He was trying to control his emotions. Ever since he learned he was adopted, he had wanted to find his birth parents and ask why they abandoned him.
"Speaking of which, your mother was a great benefactor to our family," Yang Shan said, taking a puff of his cigarette. Feeling the atmosphere wasn't quite right, he extinguished it and said.
"Benefactor?" Both Yang Feilong and Yang Qingqing were startled by this remark.
"At the time, my wife and I had been married for several years without children. After checking at the hospital, they said we weren't fertile, so we went to temples to pray," Yang Shan said slowly, as if recalling the past. "On the way back, we saw a woman holding a baby."
Yang Feilong's heart tightened. He knew in his heart that this woman must be his mother, and the baby she was holding must be himself.